Yesterday i put a condom on while masturbating... i wanted the warm, sweet, velvety milk to end up pooled in the bulb so i could taste it as my reward.
I woke up stiff, at a firm angle pointing skywards, sturdy, and with a tight ache... and beads starting to drip slick. I headed to the bathroom. As i stepped into the shower a powerful lust emerged.
Suctioning my thickest dildo to the shower wall tile and slippering myself up, i pressed on it with my sensitive slutty hole. My tight ring slowly surrendered and became receptive, then slacked, and i sank down over the girth as it opened me up. Pretty quickly i began sliding back and forth on it then bouncing back against the wall... riding dirty.
The blood was draining out of my cock and rushing to where the magic was happening. The squeeze and the bumping of the supple silicone against my gland made it buzzy with tingles.... i wanted to collect the milk about to drizzle. It was frustrating rolling out the condom over my now shrunken limp dick with my lube slicked hands and still riding, but i saw precum oozing as it was situated and was eager to taste what was to cum.
An amperage was building as i was being stretched and fucking myself silly and i could feel the loose condom flopping around, the flat balloon tip increasing weight. I kept going, rising into a frenzy, relentless, loose and gaping, and could feel the pressure building and building and expressing the silky milk from my gland as fuzzy waves of stars sparkled in my senses. I kept taking it, i didn't stop, faster, deeper... and watching the condom flop... and allowed it to take me further even though it was wrecking my slutty hole and pushing out spasms of pleasure from inside and filling a pool of my sweet reward puddling in the bulb. Sweet, warm, slick coating of viscous velvet.